Able To Reach the Farthest Star
Sitting forever in a day,
Out in my Backyard,
The peace in myself releases,
The good in me that has always been there,
Day falls to a celebration,
The feeling of something good is happening,
Not yesturday,tomorrow,but only right now,
Does it only make since,
Forgetting who I am at last,
To be able to reach the farthest star.
Wishing to not come back,
I return with a dream of freedom.
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Copyright © Ricky Brown | Year Posted 2016
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